spoodge

Semi-liquid gunk.

Flushing those babbit bearings would involve using the thinnest thing that you can get (perhaps kerosene or WD-40), and running it at low speeds with no load while the lubricant flows through the bearings and carries off gum and spoodge.

How much oil is running out the rear of your silencer? Enough to drip all over the swing arm, rear tire and rear brake after a half day of riding. A couple times when I have dropped the bike on the right side (crashed as I often do), I leave a puddle of spoodge on the ground.

Semen.

“[…] You see how he went an’ juiced almost as soon as he touched hisself? An’ I ain't never seen more spoodge come out of a guy's dick. He'll be back.”

Goddamn. Those things are fucking huge. I’d like to moisturize them every night with my personal spoodge. So please lemme give ’em a kiss. Just let me put my face right up against them and go like this [motor-boating noises].

To ejaculate.

>Most people like this don't know jack shit about music, they only know >that they like to jerk off to pictures of Dave Mustaine. (nothing >against Dave, mind you) > You know I just can't stand when Megadeth fans come into my room and just spoodge all over my Megadeth cd's. I didn't know it was Dave that did it.

Monica's mom is a writer. I think she does something like "unauthorized biographies" or some such. Of course you'll see a book from her in the future about her sweet little innocent daughter. ;^) . Why else would she keep a Presidentially spoodged dress?